what you want Lyrics

Tell me what you want, it's yours

(It's yours)

Tell me what you want, it's yours

(It's yours)

Girl who ya being modest for

(Who for)

Tell me what you want, it's yours

Got me a whip

Isn't worth shit

It don't even lock now

I'm passing east Atlanta to the shops now

Looking fresh off a buck like it's the 50s

Now how I'm supposed to buy this chick fendi

(What you want)

Feet pics

(Feet pics)

You won't see mine

(No)

My legs out the door of my Honda

My mama ain't calling

She know that I'll be fine

I won't settle down

(I won't settle down)

Or stress out

You know I gotta get my chest out

And my baby ask if I can rest now

And my loved ones are getting stressed out

And my buddies thinking I'm the best out

And my money coming getting pressed now

And when it's pressed now it's like

I don't even know what I want (I want)

I just know you're all that I got

So tell me what you want, it's yours

(It's yours)

Tell me what you want, it's yours

(It's yours)

Girl who you being modest for

(Who for)

Tell me what you want, it's yours

My Honda looking like a Porche

But it's out of service

Me and you ain't going back and forth cus a milf told me

That my tennis serve is gorgeous

So I'm pouring poison pick Halle Berrys' on the pews filled with that choir love

And my new buddies getting old money while I'm underground like it's fight club

And my sweater gon smell like some reds

I know that you hating the scent on my breath

I been swimming a minute, I'm out of my depth

But I been holding on like you still to my left

Thinking every night is a waste of time

Without you in my bed

But I have to hit ya on an empty mind

And we'll find love then

So how I'm supposed to stop now

Stop now

So how I'm supposed to stop

When my whip don't even lock now

I'm passing down east Atlanta like the top down

Fresh off a buck like it's the 50s

Now how I'm supposed to buy this chick fendi